He could instantly sense the fear he caused coming off his lady love the moment he gripped her wrists, immediately inwardly berating himself as he worked to calm himself before he made things worse. Nuzzling his forehead to hers as she spoke a soft frustrated sigh expelled from the shooter, “I don’t believe anythin’ love, I know it. You. Are. Beautiful.” Emphasizing each word pointedly as he stared into her lovely crystal pools, “An’ I’m gunna make sure ya know it, even if it’s with me last breath.” A softer smile edging his features when she let out a soft laugh, loving the sound of her voice when is sang out like that, it was his heaven. In the mist of letting his hands run down her sides as he nuzzled into her further, Alaines pondering paused him with a moment of confusion. “Different?…Oh! Yeah,..heh,…so this thin’ happened.” He started with the look of a young boy about to be in trouble as he ran his hands up her sides and over the arms that were around his neck. “Ya see love,…I might have been made inta a werewolf for a bit of time…”Giving her a hopeful look that she wouldn’t freak out on him. 

As his sweet words echoed into her ears a lovingly sweet rosy blush pooled at her chubby cheeks, but instantly at his nervous chuckle she knew what ever it was had to be bad. Another spew of sweetly innocent giggles left her as she gripped his strong chest. “Jou’re adorable liebe. Verevolf? Und I am a vampire.” she purred exaggerating her own accent slightly as she leaned her upper half into his giving him a dangerous little smirk. It took a moment for what he said to sink in along with the ‘please don’t be mad’ look before she gasped. “Vell,… alright.” she shrugged having heard more ridiculous things since she joined Mann Co.. “I don’t care,.. as long as jou still love mich zhen… it doesn’t matter. Ich liebe dich mein wolf.” she purred in the most affectionate tone she could as she ran a hand over his slightly stubled face. Her bright gaze flickering across his endless pools, trying to let him see how much she truly loved him. 

(Okay? I would have accepted it without Arty switching back to his normal body and maybe will keep it like that but each to his own. 

ACCEPTED )

Artorias hand already was at the hilt of his weapon, the knight ready to draw the mighty blade and cut this anon in two as he felt his powers fading and a dark..mysterious side taking over, one he yet had not known.

Artorias dropped on his knees, only to fall unconscous eventually. It was almost like a voice telling him to close his eyes and sleep, not a gentle or kind one, but instead a screaming and demanding voice..like those he had heard back when his body still belonged to the abyss.

Hours later his azure eyes opened, his whole body feeling like Manus had smashed his enormous hand onto him. Something seemed to be...off.. though. What was this strange feeling? Why couldn't he move his hands and why did his jaw feel so heavy?

The knight soon would receive his answers as he looked down on himself, instead of seeing his legs there were huge paws, instead of pale skin there was dark voilet fur covering his very self. A yelp escaped the wolfs throat, a metallic thud following it's noise as the Abyssal Greatsword of the Abysswalker fell to the ground.

Had..the spell really worked?